@bredbois // from here
"like what, exhausted and sweaty from a gig?" it wasn't uncommon for micah to meet up with people backstage after a show, especially people that he knew closely. especially when they'd just played a show together. "gonna get ya all hot and bothered throughout this entire tour then, dude-- you better get ready for it." the blue-haired boy teased, a wide smirk firm on his expression.
Gryphon had had time to cool off after his own set, but unlike his bandmates who were already off partying, he'd stuck around to watch the rest of the show. He had his reasons, of course, not least of which because Micah's group were actually pretty good performers... but the tour had gotten off to a good start and was only getting better the more he got to know Micah in particular. He leaned in the doorjamb of the venue's sorry excuse for a green room, his own shirt off and dark hair tumbling around his shoulders. No matter how well he tied it back during a show, it always seemed to come loose.
"Won't hear me complain," he retorted with a smirk of his own, flashing a particularly sharp canine tooth in the lopsided grin. "Unless you're also going to be a fuckin' tease about it."










